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One passionate night out of character, feeling confident for once in her life.
That's where it was supposed to end. But now here she was, stuck in this lecture, unable to take her eyes off the gorgeous man standing in front. The same man she gave a sad excuse of a lapdance the night before.
Fuck...
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Unable to resist, he askes her, "You're not really a dancer, are you?" Watching her cheeks turn even redder he pauses for a second but then he continue, his judgement clouded by desire "Well, even if you're not. Would you be interested in earning a little extra money?" His words where barly a wisper and to clarify his intentions, he firmly grips her hips and lightly rocks himself against her, feeling her shudder.
But then she snaps,
She stands up, breaking free from his grip, and makes a run for it.